I feel like a hero and you are my heroine.Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried Let’s do some living after we die.The question isnt who’s going to let me, it’s who’s going to stop me You can hold on to everything, but you know he won’t come back.& Now I’ve come to realize that you are the one who is left behind.

& Somehow, all the words found a way to
hide what they mean, but no one ever wins
When you live in a nightmare, it’s written all over your face.
I cant can’t sleep without you. I just cant breathe anymo

Source: Do we really knw what love is - Poems - Teens Only! http://forums.familyfriendpoems.com/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=32651#ixzz2jnyTTfmt
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I like you.

I like the gold in your eyes,
The solidity behind your stare,
Soft, but knowing,
I like every strand of hair.

I like that you speak to me,
I like your sentences, phrases and words,
I like how you string them together so delicately,
Like a melody waiting to be heard.

I like our small talk,
Even if it’s cheap,
I like our conversations in class,
And how I think of you as I begin to sleep.

I love your voice,
How you say my name like a dream,
I love all of your truths,
And every smile in between.

So take all of my likes,
Put them in the palm of your hands,
Let’s spread them out-
Let us make a plan:

I can’t promise you much,
But I can promise you this,
I won’t try to steal away a heart,
But I might steal a kiss.

so now you sit there and pretend to be alright
though you know you can't make it through another night.

but you don't talk about it, even with your closest friends
(do they exist?)
because you know already, it would just sound strange.

you wouldn't know how to describe that "it"
a feeling? a word? or just a trick?

the truth is, you don't know how to begin.
it's just that you kind of... don't fit in.

you hang out with the normal group of friends
but feel left out. why pretend?

does he like me?
does she make fun of me behind her back?

am i different in any way?
should i change, am i... okay?

saying it, writing it down, it sounds silly

it doesn't even rhyme, does it?
does it matter? does it?

does anything?

She's like a star with bad breath
Leading you to feel like she may cause death
Evil and pure that's for sure
She likes to feel like a ***** 
That knows how to love and to bite
And then you think that she is right
Outside a diamond inside is rotten 
From her innocent childhood completely forgotten 
No matter how much you will polish 
Still she will completely demolish
But still, you have done her bad
For you don't care, that's sad
Wile you're lying there thinking in your bed
She's still out there spitting her filth
And you are left with all the guilt 
Breath with a smell that doesn't stop
Which will haunt you until you rot....

Looking,
Searching,
Questioning,
Answer.
What will happen without my soul?
Looking,
Searching,
Loss,
Heartache.
What will happen without you?
Looking,
Searching,
Aching,
Aching,
Aching.

tell me silence
so I can know

burn me fire
and in your glow

the whispering wind
will let me show

endless nights
bring us close

but in the day
we will go

summers life
is at its end

autumns death
now here begins

so let us not
sleep through the cold

but work to live
keep close whats told

from mothers breast
and fathers hand

we’ve been given
to this land

coyotes yell
will tell us still

and eagles scream
hard and shrill

she is not ours
to keep or ****

but we are hers
with love to fill

tonight
Your thieving fingers wandered
Over my exposed textured canvas
Absorbing my earth browns and love reds
holding them for random
Blackmailing my sensibilities  ..and
Casually tossing to the floor
I gathered my rainbow, my ocean’s so blue
Sophisticated smooth opaque blacks
         yellows hidden in  sunlight
fire and seductions of my reds
Searching the floor for every drop
scraping the remains from beneath my finger nails  
        and tuck them
Away from sight
         In a jar named reserves
Along with stolen kisses and goodnight wishes
Serving the purpose of reminding me to never forget
Your heart beating into my chest
But drumming out the sound of me living..
     Sometimes I forget that I’m breathing
I lose my self in you
    I hold pieces of your toxins  
Soaking them into my pores, seeping between my fingers
Scratching and Chafing
letting them slide between my thighs
But I don’t fight it
Eyes wide shut
  I mourn you
In my arms I hold pieces of your lies
In these arms I hold tattered broken dreams
In these arms I hold so much
that I laid myself down somewhere
    and
Absentmindedly  walked away
And I minded it absolutely
I lost myself for loving you
Don’t know if I’ll ever find me

Don't imitate me;
it's as boring
    as the two halves of a melon.